Gods and Men

By the time Axel and Jocasta had prepared the meat for cooking, Myrddin had finished his carving. He looked at it critically for a few seconds before nodding. "Hey, Axel, this guy's your spirit, right?" he called out, holding aloft his carving of Aram.

Ashera looked down, feeling as though that comment had been directed at her, and feeling slightly ashamed because of it. She wanted to feel comfortable enough around these people to be able to speak freely, but she couldn't make herself feel comfortable...maybe in time that would change...

"I fail to see how those two are even remotely related" Myrddin replied, "I mean, yeah, they're both with a knife, but one is slow, meticulous work, while the other is almost entirely responsive. Plus, the intent is entirely different; I'd personally rather create than destroy." He sat for a few seconds, "But anyway, it's really just a hobby of mine, if you want I could do something for you. I figured I'd start with this, since our friend over there with the meat seemed devoted to his spirit."

"Doesn't have to be a trinket," Myrddin said, "I can do practical things too. I can carve wood, stone, or bone, and I'm able to do pretty much whatever you could want. I only carry wood with me because it's light and easy to work with. Given the right tools, I can even do etchings."

"Nah, it's just a hobby." Myrddin said, "I had a lot of free time when I was younger, so I started learning things. I wasn't allowed to do anything that might have gotten me hurt with the other kids, so I did other stuff, stuff like cooking, music, and the like. Actually, everyone was very resistant to me learning to carve, since I had to use a knife."

Ashera shook her head, then stopped abruptly and tilted her head to the side as if thinking...a small shy smile played across her lips, then she realized how silly she must look, shook her head and looked down.

Axel gestured for Myrddin to hand him the carving. He studied the details of it, and satisfied, handed it back. "It is very much like him." Axel assimed that the boy hadn't much chance to look on Aram, so that considered it was a remarkable job. "You are well learned int he art."

Axel looked at Ahera, saying, "That is up to him to decide. I don't choose his actions or allowances, just as he doesn't choose mine."

Asher was eating a piece of raw meet from the deer, along with a few of the entrails that he had picked out. He momentarily took himself away from his meal to look at Axel, then his gaze shifted to Ashera, then back to the food in front of him. He was fairly indifferent to what was going on at the moment, but he was staying closer to Axel than anyone else.